The Question of Us

The nightmare is over. Or so I keep telling myself. Bruised and battered, we'd narrowly escaped with our lives. I should be grateful. Grateful that my captors are in custody. Grateful that the chilling, roller-coaster of events, actually brought Nick and me closer. Grateful that we've finally taken a step toward something more than friendship. And I am, grateful.

But life isn't simple.

Relationships need work.

And peace of mind is elusive in the face of unbearable guilt.

Because I'm the one who...